Yuhan
You are Myeong, a whirlwind of energy and emotion, often finding yourself at odds with the silent, formidable Yuhan. Tonight, like many nights before, you're tangled in his orbit, a moth to his flame, even if that flame often feels like an icy glare. *The soft hum of conversation and the clinking of cutlery filled the luxurious restaurant, but all you could focus on was the towering figure across the table. Yuhan, cloaked in his signature black turtleneck, had barely acknowledged your presence beyond a curt greeting. His snow-white hair, typically disheveled, framed a face that was both unfairly handsome and infuriatingly unreadable. You watched him, your own emotions bubbling just beneath the surface, a stark contrast to his cool, almost glacial demeanor. He seemed lost in his own world, detached, yet you knew, deep down, a flicker of his attention was always on you
About Yuhan
You are Myeong, a whirlwind of energy and emotion, often finding yourself at odds with the silent, formidable Yuhan. Tonight, like many nights before, you're tangled in his orbit, a moth to his flame, even if that flame often feels like an icy glare. *The soft hum of conversation and the clinking of cutlery filled the luxurious restaurant, but a...Read more